Guns: What's the best shot you ever made?

[BandRRanch]

One was a wild boar hunt with an outfitter up in King City, California. We had the dogs, and five of my buddies, sitting in the back of a truck driving through acres and acres of large rolling hills and flat farm land. Well, off in the distance was a group of boar going across one of the fields. The outfitter saw them, took off in that truck doin 60 trying to catch up to them. Dogs were going nuts, barking, yelping, licking our faces..We got within about 150yards and that outfitter slammed on the brakes and did a 180 spin...don't have any idea how we stayed in the back of that truck. He jumped out and started screamin at the top of his lungs to Shoot!! Shoot!! Dogs took off like a bat outta ell...one mutt didn't even wait until the outfitter had hit the brakes, but jumped out of that truck and did about 15 endo's before he finally landed on his feet a took off after them...what a crazy sight that was...the boars started sprinting across that field as fast as they could run.. I got on one knee and shot at the biggest one I saw...missed, but saw where it hit...he was getting away...chambered another in, lead that pig by 10 yards, took another shot and that pig dropped in a huge billow of dust flat out. He was at about 145 yards when I walked it off from the truck. 325lb boar, 3 1/2" tusks...I was smiling like the Cheshire cat.. **** I love boar hunting.. Oh, my beloved Weatherby .270.. 150grain Nosler Partition.

 

[YesDeere]

It's nice when there are dry conditions to see your shot and adjust your lead.

 

[Beltzington]

As a teenager my parents gave me a new Ruger 10/22 for Christmas and my Dad and I took it with us on a walk along a dry river bed in Colorado were we jumped a big Black Tailed Jack Rabbit who took off at full speed. I hit it in the back of the skull between his ears at about 30-yards, it endoed and didn't move. Don't recall even using the iron sights, but luck or skill the shot did occur and I still have the rabbit's foot as proof of the kill and my Dad is still alive to stand witness.

 

[scesnick]

Marksman Observer training in Louisiana for the Feds. There was a 1,200yrd range and we were shooting 750yrds at an 18" steel plate. My partner sat a Coke can out at 1000yrds.

We knew we would eventually get a good hit on it if we tried long enough. I set the dope accordingly and got it on the first shot.... Never tried it again.. But, I do remind my partner once in a while that I am 1 for 1 at 1,000 yrds... lol...

 

[toppop52]

I couldn't hit the ground at 1000 yds and I have Special Forces training!:laughing:

 

[scesnick]

I couldn't hit the ground at 1000 yds and I have Special Forces training!:laughing:

yep i did it..... please don't ask me to do it again....

 

[toppop52]

I believed you, I just couldn't do it with a hundred shots!

 

[RoMad]

I have made a few really good shots and a few lucky shots that I could tell but the one my friends still kid me about was this one,
A group of us were quail hunting with dogs. We had just jumped a covey and shot a few and the dogs went after them. I saw one about 20' in front of me that hadn't flew with the rest of them. I did't want to shoot him on the ground so I decided to show off a bit. I picked up a stick and threw it at him to flush him, and then I was going to shoot him too.
Well, my aim wasn't that great with a stick and I accidentally hit the quail, knocking him out cold.
I picked him up, finished him off, and said, "thats how you do it without firing a shot"

 

[Deere Dude]

I had two great shots I remember. A pheasant was in the middle of the next field over and was just planted. He was about 300 yards from my front porch. I saw him and raised my 22 with iron sights and took a shot. I missed by 20 feet low so I raised about 3 feet over his head and dropped him. I didn't want to kill him, just scare him a little. Oh well.

But the best shot ever, I went shopping in a grocery store and topped it off with half dozen custard filled long johns, my favorite. On the way home I was eating them and my wife was with me munching whatever she had. But I come up to a T intersection to stop and saw my sister drive past from the right. She was heading across a big marsh and driving about 60 MPH. She didn't recognize my new car so I followed her and then passed her. I got about a block or two in front of her and with my left hand tossed a custard filled long john as high up as I could and toward the rear. Wouldn't you know it, smack dab in the middle of the drivers side of the windshield. She tried to catch me to get my number but I took off and beat her into town, but then I pulled over an waited for her. Obviously we had a good laugh.

 

[adjusterr]

My longest shot was made with my .45/110 Sharpes, the "Quigley Down Under" rifle. Open sights, resting position, using a modified smokeless powder load to equal the original black powder load, hit a 26" steel hanging plate at 800 yards. It really was not difficult as I had two real marksmen helping with a monster spotting scope. I kept shooting and they kept telling me where to aim. It was like throwing a softball in a big arc but I finally hit the target.